Folk Hymnal - In Our Place (feat. Nathan Storey) Lyrics

In the garden
He's full of sorrow
Fell on his face
He knows where to go
In the garden, we put him there
Front of the crowd
The King of the Jews
Which to release
Barabbas they choose
Front of the crowd, we put him there
In our place he stands
With nails in His hands
He endured it all
Our Savior
In our place he stands
With nails in His hands
He endured it all
Our Savior and we put him there
Mocked and naked
They put on the crown
The robe and reed
Soldiers beat him down
Mocked and naked, we put him there
In our place he stands
With nails in His hands
He endured it all
Our Savior
In our place he stands
With nails in His hands
He endured it all
Our Savior and we put him there
On Calvary
The Son Forsaken
Hung on the cross
His Spirit taken
On Calvary, we put him there
In our place he stands
With nails in His hands
He endured it all
Our Savior
In our place he stands
With nails in His hands
He endured it all
Our Savior, Our Savior, Our Savior
And we put him there